Why People Really Have Dogs
People really have dogs so they can talk to themselves without feeling crazy. Take me, for example, cooking scrambled eggs, […]
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Why I’m Not a Carpenter
Each time the carpenter with a sharp rap sets a nail / then whangs it head and shaft into the tan flesh of the wood / and slips the hammer back into the leather belt, / I think of Achilles casting his spear …
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Boiler
The radiator clanked and banged all night, clattering coins and glass boots. The bedroom was still cold. Sometime after
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What My Parents Want
At 86 Dad wants a new silver Mercury with heated seats. Mom wants whatever Dad wants. We’re on the phone,
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Katherine with the Lazy Eye. Short. And Not a Good Poet
This morning, I heard you were found in your McDonald’s uniform. I heard it while I was visiting
We Speak of August
we speak of August as if it were a contract, / a promise the sky made.